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07/15/11(Fri)02:40 No.4722165A
fact that needs to be said before I can tell my story, is that I have
horrible insomnia. Can't sleep, can't stay awake, sleep but wake up
every ten minutes, nights and days are reversed, every night is
different really. Mostly I can't get sleep, and usually go days without a
wink of sleep.
Anyway, I had a friend that I was incredibly
close with. We met at (at the time) my best friends 16th birthday party.
We instantly clicked, and had a lot in common, exchanged e-mail
addresses, and kept in contact, and in time became best friends. Since
we live an hour away, she invited me to stay over for a week one summer.
I was a tad hesitant, since my sleeping habits are non-existent and I
didn't want to disturb anyone. She kept saying it was fine and I
accepted, since I missed her a lot, and wanted to spend a lot of time
with her.
I went over, and the first day was awesome! Laughs,
jokes, swimming, snack food, the works! Then it was 'time for bed'...
she knew about my insomnia, but would always joke about it. She said
that I didn't have it, and I was just lying for attention. She made me
lay there while she slept, so I just ended up staring at her ceiling for
the first night. The next day, I fell asleep while watching the
Labyrinth. She got really mad at me and said if I was so bored I should
leave, and I felt horrible, I even LOVE that movie and didn't want to
fall asleep, but I couldn't help it! Every day that week, my insomnia
managed to fuck something up. I went home at the end, and our
communication was strained... for the first week after that, then it was
like it never happened. |